Hello Hemingway Page #2

---

That earring has to appear,

or St. Dimas will lose his hide

and Clavelito the glass of water.

oh, sweetie, what happens is

my mom gave me that earring

the same day...

- You got married.

- That same day. That same day!

oh, Ive found it Josefa, Ive found it.

Look.

- You found it.

- I found it.

oh, you were born a lucky girl, indeed.

Yeah, lucky and with an

earring in her ear.

oh, grandma, let me see it.

oh, how pretty, how pretty.

Let me see it.

- Ill put it on tonight, grandma.

- No. No.

- Yes, babe, yes.

- I said no.

Mommy, I won't put on that blouse again.

The old man was thin and gangling,

with deep wrinkles in his neck

and his hands were full of scars.

Everything in him was old but his eyes,

which were the very color of the sea

and were cheerful and unbeaten.

His shirt had been mended

so many times that it was like the sail,

and the sun-bleached patches

had quite a few shades.

Young girl, please!

Thats no way to enter the class.

oh, Seferiano, problem is it rained a lot

over my place and my blouse didnt dry.

- Sefe, dont be like

that if you know me.

- Nobody is going to break

the rules here.

and much less with political

demonstrations.

Hildelisa knows it.

You heard the principal. We

cant allow indiscipline

and you won't come into

class like this.

Hey, and what are you

doing here so early?

They didn't let me in

for my uniform was incomplete.

- Then you spent the 2o

cents for nothing.

oh, yes, Aunt Rosenda.

- Heres the coffee, mom.

- Thanks.

Seems there werent enough of us.

And where on earth have

I put my cigarettes?

- That happens to me because

I live so far.

- That happens to you because

youre always mooning.

Trying to conquer the world

naked and barefoot.

Thats enough, Rosenda.

From Diezmero to San Miguel del Padrn

the fare isnt so expensive

but from here, from San Francisco

de Paula... here everything

turns out worse.

oh, darling, ask your mom to get you

a penthouse on Paseo del Prado.

oh, leave the girl

with her illusion, Rosenda.

Yes, thats right, so she can

die of disappointment.

You and the clouds got

me quite crazy...

You and the clouds will kill me...

But the only thing I want to do

is to study, Aunt Rosenda.

Thats okay, but you should have chosen

a more practical career:

shorthand, typing, trade. Those that

end soon and yield money sooner.

oh, I have to finish high school

to be able to begin college.

Have a little coffee.

Careful, its hot!

So, may we know...

what the young lady wants to study?

Philosophy and arts.

What?

Philosophy and Arts.

Philosophy and what...

Wow, a philosopher in the family.

The old man fell asleep

at once and dreamed

of Africa, of the time

he was young boy.

and of the long golden beaches

and the white beaches,

so white that they hurt your eyes,

and the high promontories

and the big long mountains.

But tonight, the scent of

the land breeze came very early

and he knew it was too

early in his dream

and he kept dreaming to

see the white peaks

of the islands rising from the sea.

He dreamed of lions on the beach.

Since hes been reading

that Hemingway book

he thinks its the greatest

thing on earth.

and, after all, the only thing

he knows about Hemingway is his pool.

- Hey, you too.

- Whats that?

oh, grandma, that was

2 or 3 years ago.

Stinger, the one next door,

does set the dogs on you,

but Hemingway...

okay, okay, but dont even

think about it again.

Study, Larita, study,

even if studying oppresses you,

for a woman with no learning

is like a flower with no perfume.

Grocer, whats the matter,

why are you so happy,

I think its the result

of whats in vogue...

Every person is one world,

but you have to go on

with your own stuff,

elevating your thought,

mixing with people that

speak nicely, being in

weightier things.

- What you need is another...

- Another blouse.

No, another full uniform.

oh, Larita.

Let God give you luck,

for knowledge is worthless for you.

Yes, Josefa, but if luck comes

with the degree in my

hand, all the better.

I don't know, sweetie, I don't know.

No? Ah, look at what Hemingway says,

just in case.

Lets see.

Look.

Its better to be lucky,

but Id rather be exact.

Then, when luck comes,

Ill be ready.

Lets see, repeat that,

the last part.

Then, when luck comes,

Ill be ready.

Hey,

youre quite right.

Hey, for days, Ive been...

Why don't you go and speak to Hemingway?

Me?

And what for?

I don't know, you never know,

maybe he gets you a job.

- Youre prepared; you know English.

- Yes.

He may even hire you

as his own secretary.

oh, Josefa,

hire me?

And how will I address him?

Hello, Hemingway.

To think he is there, at La Viga,

stinking rich,

and us here, at the foot, without a penny

even to buy a piece of cloth.

oh, darling, don't worry.

Look, wait until I come

from the United States

with my High School certificate.

Things wont be the same.

Larita, youll see well have to admit

Rosenda is right. Youre crazy, girl!

Its true Josefa. The Institute received

scholarships to study in the U. S.

Is that true, Larita?

Yes, of course.

- And do you have a chance?

- Yes, Josefa, like any other student.

But I cant miss

even one day at school.

You won't, what the heck.

They spread out after

leaving the port mouth

and each headed for that part

of the ocean where they

hoped to find fish.

In the dark, the old man

could feel the morning come.

His faith and hope

had never failed him,

what happens is that hes had no luck;

but who knows, every day is a new day.

Maybe Im not that strong

said the old man

but I know many tricks

and have will power.

The old man knew hed go

a long way off the coast

and he left the smell of

land behind and rowed

into the clean morning

scent of dreams

and when it began to clear up

he found he was farther

from where hed planned to be by then.

Today Ill work there, where

the bonito and albacore schools are,

and there may be a big fish with them.

Chances are my big fish

is moving around them.

If we want to make a career

and succeed in life,

we are constantly subjected

to choosing.

- Your name?

- Cinthia.

Cinthia.

You all should fill out the

forms conscientiously

and think your answers well.

- Your name?

- Roberto.

Keep in mind that what you write

expresses your thoughts and likes.

- Your name?

- Enrique... Henry.

Very well, Henry.

The first selection will depend

on these forms.

You have two hours.

of course, anyone who

finishes before

may hand in earlier but,

please, never later.

- Your name?

- Hilaria.

Hilaria.

Two hours is enough,

don't you think?

Time is money.

- Your name?

- Diony.

Diony.

Its quiet;

the temperature is nice.

The air-conditioning perhaps

a little too high,

but its good that you

get used to the cold.

- Your name?

- Sulma.

Sulma.

Ah, and lastly, something very important,

write in ink.

If you didn't bring one, here

we have pens for all;

of course, as a loan.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes